Fallout: Crimson Legion Vol.1

Chapter 1: A Light in the Dark

   It was mostly quiet in the predawn hours when the sound of helicopter blades pierced through the silence. Three Vertibirds zoomed through the sky towards a fort. They slowly landed in the main courtyard. Eighteen armed figures stepped out of the Vertibirds and took in their surroundings. A loud scream was the only warning they got before waves of ghouls poured out of the nearest buildings. They opened fire with their plasma rifles, cutting down ghouls left and right. The Enclave symbol showed on their power armor and officer uniform as the dawn light shined over the fort's walls.

   Once all ghouls outside were killed, they broke up and went on their different missions. One of the Enclave officer and his team slowly worked their way into the service tunnels. They found the bodies of the missing recon team that they had sent earlier. They entered the door just beyond the bodies and saw a long trail of blood leading deeper into the service tunnels. They ran down the tunnel, following the blood trail all the way to the last floor. They stopped once they entered the only room on that floor. They had found the sixth member of the recon team and now they wish they hadn't. His torso was ripped to shreds and his blood covered most of the floor. His head was ripped off and lay just a few feet away. His face was half gone and his jaw was also ripped off. His arms and legs were in the same condition. Just beyond the body was a huge cog-shaped door with sixty-six engraved on it. The Enclave officer moved over to the control panel and pulled a switch. He stood by the rest of his team and waited for the door to open.

   The vault door slowly opened to a dark room. Nearly the whole room was covered in darkness. The light from the service tunnels barely lit the only visible area past the vault door. They slowly entered with weapons raised, ready to fire. The Enclave officer stopped at the edge of the darkness. He peered into the darkness, trying to find any movement. He was speared straight through his stomach by a sword. Before any of the Enclaves could react, a muzzle flash appeared over the Enclave officer's shoulder and one of the Enclave soldiers drops dead with a bullet hole in his right eye lens. The others were cut down by gun fire from all sides. The officer was brutality kicked off the sword and a figure in crimson power armor with a bloody sword in one hand and a revolver in the other. He turned just as the lights turned on, showing seven more figures in crimson power armor. He yelled out, “We have been living in the dark long enough! Its time we go out and reclaim what is ours!” Shouts of approval followed his words and a crimson tide poured into the service tunnels. The first figure slowly walked to the surface. As he walked, you can barely see the four golden stars on the breastplate of his power armor.

   He walked onto the factory floor and up to the factory door. He looked out the dirty window and ordered sniper teams to pick targets and stealth teams to secure the Vertibirds. He charged out the door as the snipers fired on their targets. The Enclaves were caught by surprised and most were killed without putting up a fight. One unlucky soul tried to raise his gun to fire, but only got half way up before a pained scream erupted from his lips as his arm fell to the ground. He looked at his killer and asked, “Who are you?” The only thing he heard before death claimed him was, “I am Alan Smith, the leader of the Crimson Legion.”

   Alan looked around and saw that the Enclaves had piled up the bodies of the ghouls and set them ablaze. He turned to his men and said, “Take all weapons and armor back to the vault. Put all bodies on the fire and bury any of our dead.” He watched as they got to work and looked at a sign on the fort's wall. In big, bold letters was Fort Everway. He switched from looking at the sign to the crimson flag with a black star being raised above the fort. He looked back at the three Vertibirds and saw that two were being painted in their colors while the third was being pulled into the factory so that they could make more.

   Alan walked up the stairs on the side of the wall and stood above the gate. He stared out into the distance and took in what his country now looked like. He heard footsteps and looked over to see a soldier coming his way. The soldier stopped a few feet away and said, "Sir, there is a small Enclave camp just a mile up the road." Alan nodded and replied, "Go tell my team to get ready for more combat." The soldier just nodded and ran off to complete his orders. Alan pulled out Salvation and made his way to the ground below. He stood at the gate as his team walked up and he smiled as he looked at seven of his elite soldiers. He blinked to get his mind back on task and said, "Our mission is to attack an Enclave outpost just up the road from our base." He only got nods as his reply to his words and turned before leading them out into the morning light. They reached their target a hour later and started making their silent approach.

   The Enclave soldiers were just waking up when Alan and his team attacked. They tried to defend  the outpost, but with the three guards they had outside laying in pools of their own blood, they didn't stand a chance. The only female at the outpost turned to run, but only to run straight into a punch that knocked her out. Alan looked down at the fallen enemy and said, "Prepare her for transport back to base and radio in a team to hold this outpost." His team went to work and Alan searched through the outpost for any useful information. He found reports in one of the rooms of the remaining buildings and found out that the Enclave were heading towards Washington D.C to one of their remaining bases. He also found reports about the local war between the Slavers and the Raiders. It also showed where their bases where and what key locations they had under their control. He put the reports safely away and left the building.

   Once Alan got outside, he saw that the other team had arrived and gave the order to head back to base with their new prisoner. She was still knocked out so the trip was silent until they reached the gates and were let in. They took her to a holding cell deep in the service tunnels and striped her of all her weapons. Alan turned and said, "I want every last piece of information she knows." With that said, he left and set up his office before reports start coming in. He look out his office window and got a good view of the factory floor. He watched as his troops started to strip cars and truck of their metal before reforging it into new sheets of metal. He turn and walked over to his cot that he set up in his office before taking a short nap.